AN: I am in the process of fixing this story, there were a lot of mistakes, some content might change, if it does I will let all of you know. I just felt that as the story goes on Edward lost some of his edge so I wanted to fix that.

This chapter has a lot of content added to it.

This is also being posted at The Writer's Coffee Shop Library.

Chapter 9

BPOV

He sat across the coffee table from me in my living room eating his sweet and sour chicken, with a little sauce on his chin that I wanted to lick off so badly. I had talked him into coming back to my place. I had the urge to see him sitting here, just to see if he fit. Honestly I could no longer imagine this place without his presence.

We had been talking for awhile, we started out easy talking about school, work and friends. He told me funny stories about his family and growing up with Emmett. I laughed so hard that I almost tinkled my pants. It got harder when he asked about my family.

"So he really streaked through your family reunion when he was seventeen years old?" I laughed.

"Yes, and Grandmother Platt almost had a heart attack. However Grandma Cullen said and I quote 'He gets the dangling bits from his Grandpa. The Cullen men are a well endowed bunch.'" I roared.

"Oh my God, only Emmett." He nodded in complete agreement.

"Yes and Emmett is the louder more boisterous version of Grandma Cullen. So what about your family Bella?"

"My Dad's name is Charlie he's the Chief of Police in my home town of Forks. He's dating a lady named Irina. She's seems very nice, very girlie and she is what my Dad needs. He gets to feel like a big strong man protecting her, and she feeds him so he doesn't live on steak and cobbler at the diner." I told him a small giggle escaped me when I thought about Charlie's eating habits.

"And your Mom?" He asked gently.

"When I was four my Mom decided she didn't want to be in Forks anymore. Said it was stifling her. She didn't know where she was going and thought it would be best if she sent for me later. At least that is what she told my Dad. The next time I heard from her was when I was nine and she sent me a Christmas card with a picture inside. The picture was of her new family. She has two kids with her second husband whom she married right after the ink on her divorce papers dried. He's a former pro-baseball player named Phil Dwyer. Her letter informed us that she was happier than she had ever been and she hoped I was doing well." A tear slipped down my cheek.

"What's your relationship like with her now?" He asked hesitantly. "And what about her kids? Do you talk at all?"

"Non-existent. I heard from her only once more three years later. She mailed me an updated picture of them all on a family vacation in Australia and a little letter that said she hoped I was doing well. Since then, nothing." I laughed bitterly. "As for her children I know she has a daughter Charlotte and a son Peter. We've never talked though."

"Oh baby." His voice was soft. "No one should do their child like that."

He came around and pulled me into his arms and for the first time I cried over my Mother. I cried because she abandoned me, because she didn't love me. I cried for the way she seemed to rub it in my face with each of those happy family pictures that I wasn't good enough for her. His scent and soothing words soon calmed me. I felt safe in his arms.

"I could never ever do that to my child Edward." I whispered so low I wasn't sure he heard me.

"I know baby." He rocked me gently. I needed to move. I couldn't just sit there. He felt so good, but I was so confused.

"I need some tea. Would you like some?" I stood up and looked down at the most handsome man I'd ever seen, and I still couldn't believe he wanted me in any way, shape or form.

"Do you have anything stronger?"

"Beer, wine or scotch?"

"Scotch?" He questioned eyeing me.

"Charlie's guilty pleasure." My dad enjoyed it every once and awhile and I liked to have it on hand for when he visits.

"Beer." He smiled.

I quickly made it to the kitchen and made some Chamomile tea and pulled a Corona out of the fridge for Edward. I sliced a wedge of lime and put it on the lip of the beer for him. If he's going to drink a Corona in my house he's going to do it the right way. I laughed to myself. I was trying hard to pull myself away from the melancholy talking about my Mom had brought on.

"Thanks baby." He said as I handed him his beer, he pushed the lime into the bottle and gave me a sexy wink. I smiled back. It was so easy just talking with him, I mean the urge to jump him and take a ride on his disco stick (damn you Lady Gaga) was still there, but it was manageable.

I took a sip of my tea savoring the flavor. Edward's cell rang and he smiled when he answered it.

"Hey Em what's up?" Pause "Yea, uh huh." Pause "Can do. Yea love you guys too. Night."

"Everything ok?" I queried.

"Yea Em just wanted to know if we could stop by his place on the way over for Sunday dinner. They need some more of Brady's massive amount of stuff." He laughed and I had to giggle.

"Babies do need a lot of stuff don't they?" I replied. I think my eyes must have gone soft and misty thinking about babies because Edward looked at me funny.

"Is it true you've never really been around babies before?" He asked.

"Yea, my best friends are two gay guys that are hiding their relationship so there were never any kids to play with from them. And I'm an only child. Don't get me wrong I babysat when I was a teenager a couple of times but they were older kids. Like five and six."

"You seemed to really enjoy holding Brady." He said softly.

"I did. I'll be honest it hurt a little to give him back." I sighed.

"I'm sure Rose and Em will let us babysit him." He smiled, though it was a little stiff.

"I really hope so Edward." I smiled back. And stupidly my brain filter shut off just when I needed it most. "I can't wait to hold one of my own someday." Another sigh filled with longing escaped me and Edward jumped like I stabbed him with a hot poker.

"Bella…" he hesitated.

"Yea?"

"I'm not… God how to say this?" He stood up and started pacing.

"Edward it's not like I'm planning on having a baby tomorrow. Calm down." I laughed a little but it was forced. He was wound up tight and about to burst apart, it seemed.

"Bella, I'm not going to get you pregnant, ever." He blurted out in a rush. I was shocked and hurt, where the hell was this coming from? Was I so repulsive he didn't want me to carry his offspring? Was I good enough for a quick fuck, but now good enough to carry his child?

"I don't recall asking you Edward." I spat. His eyes flared and pulled me up from the floor holding me tight to his body.

"You're mine Bella how many times do I have to tell you that?" Oh shit possessive voodoo sex God Edward was coming out to play and I was way to pissed to enjoy it.

"No Edward I'm mine. And someday soon I want to have a baby. I want someone to love, that will love me unconditionally as much as I love them. I want a family Edward. Something I've never really had." I pulled away.

"You don't need a baby for that Bella. You have me and my family, they can be your family. I will give you everything in the world Bella. But I'll never give you a baby." He growled.

"Edward were not even a defined couple. Your family are great, great people but they're not mine." I sighed. "I want a child Edward, apparently we just want such different things. I want home and hearth the pitter patter of little feat running around. And clearly you don't. This would never work out." I gestured between the two of us.

"You can have the pitter patter of little feat when my siblings children come to visit. We would have the perfect life Bella. I'll take you around the world. You'll never want for anything." He spoke like a man who knew he would win. What he didn't know was even though I have come to care deeply, possibly even love him I wanted a baby. I needed a family to care for. I'd resent him for denying me and he'd resent me for pushing a child on him. We'd both be miserable.

"We can't do this anymore Edward. I'm sorry." I looked into his beautiful green eyes one more time and watched them turn cold.

"This, us Bella we're not over. Sleep on it baby. Don't throw away everything just because of what you think you may want." He commanded.

"Goodbye Mr. Cullen." I walked over to the door and opened it. He stormed up to me.

"This isn't over Bella." He pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I tried to fight responding but I couldn't, his voodoo sex power over my body was taking over. Though he quickly pushed me away. "Think of that in your cold bed tonight love. We can be together forever, you just have to let this one thing go." He pecked me one last time on the lips and walked out my door.

I crawled into bed crying. I could compromise on so many things in a relationship. Where we lived, if I should work or not. Normal relationship issues I have no problem with. However Edward not wanting children, refusing to think about it even this early in the game was harsh. I could have understood if he said let's talk about this later. Let's see where we are in six months to a year. To coldly dismiss my dream and say no, but still offer me forever wasn't something I could put up with.

As of Monday morning I would no longer be Edward Cullen's sex puppet.

~0~

Sunday passed in a blur. I called Esme and politely let her know that I would not be attending dinner and that Edward and I had decided to just be friends. While that wasn't the whole truth I didn't want to burden her. She sounded disappointed, and even tried to encourage me to give it, to give him time. I felt bad and quickly got out of the call.

Edward had called five times and banged on my door for almost half an hour. His voice mails ranged from begging me to just let it go, to accusing me of being childish. All of them ended with I miss you and need you. I had to harden my heart. I knew if I let go of my dream for him I'd never get over it. I'd probably come to hate him in time. Every time I saw a baby or he had another niece or nephew I would die inside. I would never be whole.

~0~

Monday came and it took all I had not to call in sick for work. I arrived at the office on time, barely, and started my work day by downing three cups of coffee. Jasper came in and I acted like it was just another day. Going over his agenda and mail from the weekend. He looked at me a little weird but soon brushed it off.

Edward stood in my office doorway around ten am. He looked as if he hadn't slept in days. His eyes were blood shot and he had a slight amount of scruffy growth on his face. However through the tired there was a look of a warrior in battle. A sexy warrior coming to try and claim his prize.

"Where were you Sunday?" He demanded.

"Home." I said honestly. "Can I help you Mr. Cullen?" I asked in a professional tone.

"God Bella." He huffed. "We need to talk."

"I'm sorry Mr. Cullen, if it isn't work related I really don't see what we have to talk about." I was calm and collected on the outside, the inside wanted to run and hug him. He looked like I killed his puppy.

"Ahh Edward how are you son?" Carlisle asked coming into the office. "Bella dear good morning." He smiled at me. And thankfully led Edward into Jasper's office.

I spent the rest of the day and most of the next three weeks avoiding Edward. I did have lunch with Alice and I explained to her that while I was very attracted to, and even cared for Edward we wanted different things out of our lives. I also threw in that I believed we were at vastly different stages due to our six year age difference. She hugged me and asked if we could still be friends, to which I of course agreed. I'd come to love that pixie.

On Friday of the second week I went out to dinner with Felix and Eric. It was nice, except for the fact they wanted to set me up on a date. After an hour of fighting with them I agreed to have a lunch date with their friend.

That's how I came to spend the next Friday, or as I called it week three without Edward's end, on a blind date. His name was Ian. He was around five nine, not ugly but not Edward. He took me to a restaurant called Donnato's near where I work. He was funny and I had a good time. Though like I said, he wasn't Edward. But I was trying.

At least untill I looked up to see all four of the Cullen men eating lunch four tables away from us. Edward looked pissed. The other three looked perplexed. I quickly made excuses about needing to be back at the office so that I could cut our lunch short. Ian asked for permission to call me again and I politely agreed, though I couldn't see us going anywhere past friends. Unfortunately for both of us I had, had a sex God hunk of man meat as my first and I was spoiled. My body only wanted Edward. He was a drug that I was craving.

That afternoon when he returned from lunch he stormed into my office minus Jasper.

"Who the hell was that?" He demanded. His green eyes were blazing, his fist clenched at his sides.

"Edward let's not do this." I whispered. He came closer stalking around my desk.

"Who was he?" He demanded again, this time he had pulled me to my full height in front of him and was clutching my arms.

"Ian." I whispered.

"Are you fucking him?" What?

"No." I whispered again.

"Bella apparently you need reminding that you are in fact mine." He pulled me closer smashing his lips into mine. I fought for a moment until my body succumbed to its master.

He sucked my lower lip into his mouth gently nibbling on it. His hands reached down to cup my ass and push my lower half into his hard erection. Soon he had me sitting on my desk his body between my now spread legs. His hands moved to roam, one finding purchase on my right breast.

Our heated kiss broke when his lips strayed down my neck. I moaned when he sucked along my exposed collarbone. I ran my hands into his soft hair leaning back to give him more access.

"Mine Bella." He said into my skin. And honestly I couldn't deny the fact that I was in fact his, he owned my body. In this moment nothing else seemed to matter. He out his hands on my thighs and pulled me forward hard and fast. I screamed out a little at the sensation of my pussy and his cock meeting threw our clothing. "Who do you belong to Bella?" He demanded of me harshly.

"Edwa…"

"What the hell is going on in here?" Jasper exclaimed coming in. Holy shit.

"What does it look like big brother. I'm claiming what is mine." Edward told him, his face a mask of fierce determination.

"And we told you to cool your ass down before you did anything." Jasper spat at him. "In my office now Edward. Bella sweetheart there is only two hours till quitting time, go ahead home and recoup. I'll handle the idiot." I took a deep breath and gathered my things.

I watched as Jasper pulled Edward into his office. I could hear the voices, but not make out the words. I was a little startled when Emmett and Carlisle ran by me and into Jasper's office as well. They didn't look happy.

I needed out. I quickly left the office and went home to my sanctuary. I tried to block the feel of his hands from my mind as I sat on my sofa staring at the walls, tears running down my face.

~0~

The next day everyone acted like nothing had happened come Monday in fact shockingly week four was spent with Edward avoiding me. Week five began the same way. Edward would see me and walk the other way. He didn't acknowledge my presence and I got better at trying not to watch his every move.

However Thursday of week five was our final breaking point. My printer was out of paper so I had gone to the supply room to get another box for my office. As I was leaning over to pick it up I felt a chill run down my spine. The electric current in the room felt like it could shock me. My pussy was starting to get wet and my nipples looked like they could cut glass. Edward. He was standing behind me.

"Who was he?" He demanded again. His voice was steel.

"Who?" I acted obtuse.

"The man from Donnato's. Ian who?" He was stalking me coming closer to my body. We were shut into this little room, alone.

"Ian, he's a friend of Eric and Felix." I admitted. I hope he didn't press for a last name I didn't have one to give him, I had long since forgotten it.

"You won't see him again." Edward commanded pulling me to him. "I don't share baby." Oh shit I think I need new panties. Though he had already confronted me before, it seems Edward was just biding his time for another attack.

"I'm not yours." My mouth contradicted what my body was telling me.

"Tell that yourself all you want, but your body doesn't lie." His hand reached out and tweaked my nipple, he ran his fingers down the front of my dress, slowly he reached the knee length hem and pulled it up slightly. His fingers brushed the sodden pink satin that once were my underwear. "Your pussy knows who it belongs to love. The same as my cock knows it's yours." His other hand took mine and placed it on his hard on.

"No Edward, we can't" I whimpered.

"We can baby." He whispered into my left ear. His fingers began fondling my clit. "No more of this game love. Come back to me." I shook my head.

"We're to different. We'd end up hating each other. You'd end up hating me. Sex isn't enough." With that he placed his lips to mine to silence me.

"Forever, your mine Bella." He said into my mouth. Slowly he began to fondle my breast with his free hand. My breast weren't shy about the fact they missed his touch, my nipples seemed to be jumping from my body in tight little buds to get into his hands. However he soon relocated his magical hands as he lifted me slowly up the wall he had me leaning against. His lips pulled from my mouth, our breathing heavy and laden with lust.

"Wrap your legs around my waist baby." His velvet voice commanded and I had no strength left to defy him. I had been fighting this, him for too long. His soft lips brushing against my neck sucking and licking.

"Oh God." I moaned the ache between my thighs pulsing and craving him. I needed him in me right then.

"Say my name Bella, I need to hear you say my name." I heard the silent sound of his zipper, my legs now around his waist, my back pushed harder against the wall, my panties long gone.

"Edward, Edward." I panted out. I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance.

"Who do you belong to Bella?" He demanded.

"Edward, only you." I moaned and then screamed as he pushed into me. His large cock filling me to the hilt. I swear my womb waved hello to the head of his penis.

"Yes." He hissed, "Bella, my Bella." He groaned claiming my lips, his tongue and his penis moving in me in rhythm with each other. My mouth felt bereft when he pulled away to lap at my right nipple. Pulling almost all the way out of me he looked me dead in the eye before pushing all the way in me again.

"Oh fuck Edward you feel so good!" I screamed my inner walls clenching my orgasm was seconds away.

"God Bella you were built for me baby." He groaned my orgasm setting off his as my pussy milked him dry. So lost in the moment neither of us heard the door open.

"Oh my God!" The screaming female voice pierced through my lust induced brain fog. My head popped up looking into the shocked face a million emotions going through her eyes.

"Out!" He demanded of her which she quickly complied. "God baby I'm so sorry about that." He began to dress me giving light kissed all over my face and body. I couldn't speak. "Bella talk to me." His green eyes pleading but I knew I couldn't say a thing. I couldn't move. Then I saw my shoes walking over to them I grabbed the cute 1 inch heels in my hand, used my other to open the door and ran off into the building and out to the parking garage. I got into my car and out of there as quick as I could. My only thought was I could never go back.

Once again I was running home to Daddy. This time I had no plans to ever come back.